It was the face of a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Her cheeks were brighter than the just blooming roses, and her eyes were as bright as the most moving stars in the sky Maybe she found a man staring at her like this. She lowered her head slightly, with three points of shyness, seven points of fear, and a slight shortness of breath. It was a fragrant and soft taste like a petal, like a spirit in the mountains, without the slightest influence of the world

It was like a hypnotic voice: "they are yours. They are yours now..."

The beauty had bent down, as if she were undressing him Soft long hair hangs down to the legs, like a shiny black waterfall, covered with dew in the morning

Then, the leggy beauty stretched out her hand, two hands, one holding a bowl, the other holding a turquoise jade stick. She could even feel the gentle smile under her veil, and a stream of green smoke came out

King Qin turned his hand back and suddenly grabbed her hand. The beauty gave an "ah" sound of pain. Her voice was so sad and delicate, like a frightened deer, but she did not resent, maintaining the innate kindness of women, which was the most gentle and gentle

Almost at the same time, King Qin also grabbed the beauty in front of him with one hand, and another low scream of "ah", and two white jade hands were twisted together

However, King Qin's hand was more energetic, and their voices were more tragic

Yelv stretched out his hand, patted it, and the smoke slowly went into his palm. He closed his hands with a drop of scarlet blood, gently rubbed it, and only for a moment, blue and red, disappeared

King Qin released her hand at this time, and the beauty quickly retracted her hand. Her arms were blue, she bit her lips slightly, and issued a sigh of weak, submissive sobs

Yelv shook his head. "He is as stupid as an ox! He is as stupid as an ox!"

King Qin sneered, "old devil, how dare you plot against me?"

Yelv Dayong seemed to be looking at a monster and smiled: "King Qin, you are also romantic to be a ghost under the peony flowers. Have you ever seen such a beautiful woman in your life? You can bear to refuse their service. You can also fight against beautiful women. You are really not a man..."

King Qin looked back at the beautiful woman again. The beautiful woman had retreated to one side, such as the injured dove. Her hand was almost caught and dislocated by this one, and she didn't dare to step forward any more

King Qin looked at Yelv and said, "I forgot that you used to be prince Lao Shi..."

"When I was crown prince, I always felt pity for fragrance and jade..." Yelv's dry eyes suddenly lit up, emitting strange brilliance in this strange room. "I had two ideals: one was to have the world, and the other was to have the most beautiful woman in the world..."

"In that case, why don't you give this beauty to Lao Tzu instead? Is Lao Tzu the ancestor of your Yelv family?"

Yelv's voice became angry: "it's a crime to be able to deal with such a beautiful woman and make such a beautiful woman scream like this..."

King Qin laughed, "Yelv, old devil, how many women have you seen?"

He disdained, "I have seen all the beauties in the world..."

"What level are these two people?"

He slowly said, "best! Even if it was my original favorite concubine, it would never be so beautiful. Therefore, King Qin, you are not a man at all, let alone a hero..."

"Oh, old man, that's your lack of insight."

Yelv said angrily, "what did you say?"

"I've seen a much better woman than this. So naturally, it's not rare."

"What are you talking about? Are there any more docile and beautiful women than them? Du Fu has a poem saying," strong posture, far meaning, fair and true, fine texture, even bones and flesh. Embroidered clothes shine in late spring, frowning golden peacocks and silver unicorns ", and the ladies of the prosperous Tang Dynasty must be not as good as them..."

King Qin didn't know what Dufu's poems the old man was reading bitterly, nor did he know that Liao had been deeply influenced by Han culture at that time. Yelu Dayong, as the prince, had received a very systematic Chinese education, and his literary talent was not inferior to the romantic scholars of Han nationality

King Qin laughed and said, "unfortunately, I don't like docile women. What can you do to me?"

Yelv was furious. "Do you like Yaksha?"

King Qin saw him like this, although he had to admit that the two women were indeed rare super beauties, much more beautiful than Hua Rong at the age of 17 However, it was more clear that Yelv had no good intention to throw himself away without enjoying it. He deliberately said, "these two of you are nothing but mediocre fat and vulgar powder. You are an old ghost hiding in the dark like a bat every day, but a frog at the bottom of a well, how can you know what the real beauty of the world looks like?"

Yelv used his power but felt that he had lost his momentum. However, he soon sat down again. On the chair, he was as indifferent as a huge black bat. After a long time, he slowly said, "King Qin, the so-called beauty in the world is the woman you seek medical advice for?"

King Qin was impatient: "you can't manage Lao Tzu's business."

King Qin was thirsty. Looking at the bowl that had been placed on the table, the bowl was also amber liquid, with an extremely fragrant smell of bee candy

He took the bowl and looked at it carefully, but he didn't drink it Yelv said in a zigzag voice, "are you afraid of poison?"

"You old devil, what kind heart can you have?"

"This honey bee water is non-toxic. You can drink it at ease."

He drank it dry, but he didn't know what it was like, but he felt full of lingering fragrance

Yelv shook his head again. "It's vulgar, vulgar! Pig Bajie eats ginseng fruit."

King Qin clapped his hands and stood up: "old devil, you can say anything and fart. Don't be wordy."

Yelv used his Mimi eyes and opened them again. King Qin looked at him. He didn't know whether it was an illusion or something, but he felt that the green light in his eyes flashed. When he looked again, he couldn't see anything

He exclaimed, "Yelv old devil, you..."

Suddenly, there was a soft, irritable and fierce blood in my heart, slowly calming down, and I was lazy and inexplicably comfortable He felt strange, but he didn't know where it was strange Secretly luck, but feel more energetic limbs than usual, the air flow is smooth, do not see any abnormalities

Yelv's eyes slowly moved to the wall King Qin followed his eyes and his heart was shocked. Just now, due to the appearance of beautiful women, he had ignored the terrible shadow. At this time, he saw such blood red, as if slowly moving and struggling under the fetal membrane, just like a baby, about to break its shell

He couldn't help asking, "what is this?"

Yelv hissed loudly for fear of disturbing the "kid", and whispered, "this is called ghost Gu."

"What is ghost Gu?"

"Ghost Gu is the most powerful kind of Gu in the Miao tribe in miaojiang. It is to choose a seven year old and seven month old child, drain the child's blood all over at midnight in July, and then dry it for 49 days to make ghost Gu..."

King Qin got goose bumps all over. How terrible it is to drain a living child's blood drop by drop? He angrily said, "shit, why don't you kill him first and then practice, so as to prevent him from suffering?"

"Dead is useless."

King Qin's eyes turned and he said in horror, "Yelv old ghost, do you want to use Lao Tzu to practice what kind of ghost?"

"You? You're old and ugly, not that material."

King Qin breathed a sigh of relief, but retorted, "are you still old and ugly?"

Yelv Dayong didn't quarrel with him. His eyes looked at the galloping blood red again, as if he were appreciating the most outstanding art. His voice couldn't help admiring: "this kid, I've been raising it for five years. I love it more than any father loves his son..."

King Qin interrupted his "kind" voice and sneered, "then why don't you practice with your own son?"

"This is my son!"

King Qin was stunned

"This is the son of my last concubine, and also my only son. When I learned ghost Gu, it was when he was seven years old and seven months old. It was really the right time and place, so it became my most outstanding work. Also because of this, when refining, I mixed my own seven bowls of blood, which was really father son blood thicker than water..."

King Qin was dumbfounded, not because of his fantastic "seven bowls of blood", but his "son"!

He murmured for a long time, "I thought I was the devil Tiansha star. It turned out that compared with you, an unreasonable old turtle, I was... I was a damn good man..."

Yelv ignored his sarcasm in the slightest and continued to enjoy his masterpiece. "However, ghost Gu is difficult to control. I can only control it by myself, but I also have to prevent its backfire all the time..."

This time, without waiting for his explanation, King Qin also understood, because Yelv was so cruel when he used it to refine his son. Isn't that avenged soul full of the deepest resentment and grievances between heaven and earth?

He asked curiously, "how will your son bite you?"

He didn't call him "ghost Gu" as yeluda used to call him, but he kept asking "your son". Yeluda glared at him with anger, as if it was a stain on his art, That's why he said: "if the ghost Gu doesn't release it, it's gone. Once it's released, it can't take back unless the key person is killed. The result of not taking back is that it becomes a 'wild ghost Gu', which comes and goes like electricity to harm people. Each person is harmed, its own ability is increased by one point, and finally, the refined Gu master must also become a victim. If the ghost Gu kills the refined Gu master, then there is no power to control it between heaven and earth anymore..."

"Isn't that just right? If your son kills you, the world is invincible. In this case, it's not easy for you to destroy the Jin State, the song state and the world? It's important that you die? Anyway, the world is ultimately yours, so you can laugh..."

As soon as he said this, he was joking, but he felt cold Yelv Dayong's face also changed sharply, and he said sternly, "shut up..."

His voice trembled slightly, and he even looked very afraid

King Qin had seen that the old ghost was fierce and weak, and he was obviously afraid that the "son" would kill him. However, he was even more surprised that the old ghost personally refined his only son into a "ghost bug" in such a cruel way. We can see how big his ambition has been. For this reason, everything in the world can be sacrificed